Creative Writings

Dreams, big or small, prefer to come and go
along the periphery of pupils of the eye
And tantalize the profound desires in all possible ways
until the last day when we die !
But the solace can be always found,
by limiting the depths of dreams,
that riffle along the mind -
While allowing it to offer a whisper in the ear,
like the joy of rustling leaves from the tree always find !!